Chris: I'll see
if the paper's come, Mikey. Hey, here it is. You know, I think there was going
to be something about Michael in the paper today. Let's see. There. Because I
did such a good job taking care of you the other night --

Mikey: Yeah.

Chris: Donna
decided to let me do it again. Of course, I don't know if you're taking care of
me. Who's that?

Mikey: Michael!

Chris: Michael
Hudson. Let's see what they say. "Local tycoon Michael --" tycoon? Did you know
he was a tycoon?

Mikey: Yeah.

Chris: "Is
expected to return late tonight from the Persian Gulf. His oil company
operations there have not been in jeopardy before, but because of recent
developments in the Middle East, there's --" well, Mikey, you don't need to know about the Middle East!

Mikey: Yeah.

Chris: There's
plenty of time for that. Oh, you're such a sweetheart. You know, I'll bet you
miss Michael.

Mikey: Yeah.

Chris: I think
we should -- we should think good thoughts about him, ok? And I'm going to take
care of you since Donna’s not here. Why don't you come over and sit with me, ok?
Oh, you sweetheart.

Mikey: Yeah.

Chris: Let's
look at Michael’s picture!

Mikey: Yeah!

Chris: What's
he doing in the paper there? Oh, that's very good. I like this one.

Mikey: Ooh.

Chris: Yeah.
You know, I have a little game that we're going to play later. It's called
dot-dot-line-line, and it's lots of fun. Oh, we're just going to be fine.

Mikey: Yeah.

Chris: Yeah.

Mikey: Yeah.

Chris: Oh,
you're so sweet. Yeah.

Josie: Oh,
Alli, isn't this beautiful? Can you imagine having dinner right next to your own
swimming pool? I'm not talking hamburgers and baked beans, either. I'm talking
fancy food like Caesar’s salad and soufflé, champagne from a silver bucket.
You're going to know all about these things because you're part Cory. Now I'm
going to know about them, too. It's just going to be a little harder for me,
that's all.

Matt: Hey,
Josie!

Josie: Matt. I
didn't know you were here.

Matt: How's my
niece doing?

Josie: Oh,
she's been good as gold all day.

Matt: That's my
girl. You be good for the sitter and then give the parents all the trouble.

Josie: Oh,
Matt.

Matt: What's
all this?

Josie: Oh,
Amanda is having a fancy dinner party for Sam’s new boss --

Matt: Mm-hmm.

Josie: And
she's so nervous. Your mom and Mr. Cory had to go out, so she's going to do it
all by herself.

Matt: Gosh.
Amanda was the craziest girl I knew. I mean, she'd do anything. Now she's
nervous about cooking dinner for her husband's boss. Sounds like Blondie and
Dagwood, you know?

Josie: She
loves Sam. People will do anything for the person they love.

Matt: Oh.

Josie: I know I
would.

[Matt babbles]

Josie: How
about a little snack, huh? A little snack treat? Want some apple juice? Huh?

Matt: Hey, how
do you know so much about babies there?

Josie: I don't
know. They just always interested me.

Matt: Ooh.

Josie: I love
babies.

Matt: Yeah,
yeah.

Josie: Do you
want try and pat her? She seems a little fussy.

Matt: Sure.

Josie: Ok.

Matt: Let me
see.

Josie: Just
take her like that.

Matt: I want to
get the right position here.

Josie: No, no,
this way.

Matt: Whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa.

Josie: Got to
pat her the other way.

Matt: That's
all right. Here, let's change you.

Josie: Go that
way -- that's right.

Matt: Yeah.

Josie: That's
right.

Matt: Ooh, hey,
this isn't too bad.

Josie: No, it's
not bad. Not bad at all.

Cass: Ok, I got
Nelson, I got a locket with a picture of Nora. Nelson won't talk, so I got
Teresa the chambermaid. Go to an address, I get a convent. I find out she's
Sister Teresa and she's got a vow of silence. But she writes me notes, so I've
got the information that Nora was murdered and Max lives. Then I’ve got father
Maximillian.

[Door closes]

Cass: And --

Nicole: Cass?

Cass: Is he --
hi, I’m out -- I'm out here. Is he Max? No, he's not Max, so --

Nicole: Hi.

Cass: I got
dead end. Hi.

Nicole: Back
already, huh?

Cass: Yeah. I
went to talk to father Maximillian.

Nicole: Hmm.

Cass: He's not
Max.

Nicole: I know.

Cass: You do?

Nicole: In
fact, I think I know more than you do.

Cass: How could
you?

Nicole: Because
I think I found somebody else who knew Nora.

Matt: Yeah.
Good baby, Alli. Good, good --

Josie: You
don't have to pat her quite so hard.

Matt: I don't?

Josie: No, just
slightly. That'll bring it up.

Matt: "Bring it
up"?

Josie: The air
bubble.

Matt: That's
all?

Josie: Well, I
told you to put a diaper on your shoulder.

Matt: Yeah, I
don't look good with diapers on my shoulders.

Josie: Well,
don't say I didn't warn you.

Matt: Ooh.

[Alli cries]

Josie: Oh,
shush.

Matt: Oh.

Sam: All right,
that's my girl!

Amanda: They
should've been here by now.

Sam: Amanda,
please, calm down, ok?

Amanda: You
don't understand, Sam. The soufflé is split-second timing. If he doesn't show up
in 12 minutes, we are not going to have any dinner.

Sam: He'll be
here. I promise, ok?

Matt: Good
baby, good --

Sam: Well,
uncle Matt. I see Alexandra has initiated you into the ranks of her followers.

Matt: Oh, yeah.

Sam: Mm-hmm.

[Matt babbles]

Matt: What?

Josie: You have
spit-up on your shirt.

Matt: Oh!

Josie: Here,
here. I'll take her.

Matt: Alli!

Josie: Come
here, sweetie.

Amanda: You
better get that out because it'll stain.

Matt: No, no,
don't say that! This is my favorite shirt.

Sam: Come on,
buddy. I'm getting to be a pro at taking this out.

Amanda: Sam,
don't be gone too long, ok?

[Alli fusses]

Sam: Amanda
Fowler, relax. Ok?

Amanda: Soufflé
-- why would I have to serve crabmeat soufflé?

Josie: Well, I
have the baby all fed and she's ready to be put to bed if you want.

Amanda: Oh,
you're probably tired, pumpkin, aren't you?

Josie: Do you
want me to stay till after the party?

Amanda: Oh, no,
no, that's ok. Really.

[Alli cries]

Josie: Shh, shh.
I mean, I don't mind.

Amanda: No, you
can leave as soon as you put her to sleep. Hilda said that she'll check in on
her, so that'll be fine. I know you have other things you want to do.

Josie: Well, I
could stay here and watch little Alli, or I could go home and help my mother
wash woodwork. Which would you rather do?

Amanda: Ok,
that sounds great. At least I know Alli will be in good hands, which is more
than I can say for the soufflé.

Josie: Are you
really that nervous?

Amanda: Um,
"petrified beyond belief" is a really good term.

Josie: Oh.
Well, why?

Amanda: I don't
know. My mother can do this. She can have dinner for 40 people. I just -- I
can't do it.

Cass: It's not
-- it is not interesting to tell people things that they already know, Nicole. I
want you to tell me something that I don't already know.

Nicole: You
admit the possibility that there is something you don't know?

Cass: Ooh,
she's getting sarcastic.

Nicole: Cass,
I'm pretty sure that Nelson knew Nora very well and that there's a lot more
there than he was letting on.

Cass: Like
what?

Nicole: Well,
we talked about all sorts of things. Mmm. He was married once, but he ran away
to sea. And he still doesn't trust women.

Cass: Uh,
Nicole, what's the point?

Nicole: Well,
Cass, I don't know because as soon as he was about to tell me anything concrete,
he changed the subject. And when we started talking about Nora, he got so upset
he just turned his back on me.

Cass: And
that's it?

Nicole: Oh,
Cass, he knows a lot more about her than he's letting on. I think he's hiding
something.

Cass: But you
don't know what it is?

Nicole: Well,
no --

Cass: Ugh.

Nicole: Not
yet. Well, he walked away. He just came up with this lame excuse that he wanted
to tend to his gardening.

Cass: Well,
hang him from the highest tree. He went into his garden and pulled weeds.

Nicole: Cass,
didn't Sister Teresa say that this Max was still alive?

Cass: You were
there.

Nicole: And the
only way that a cloistered nun could know something like that is if Max is
associated with the convent where said nun is cloistered.

Cass: Which is
why I went to talk to father Max and came up empty.

Nicole: Well,
Cass, Nelson didn't go into his backyard to garden. He's the gardener at the
convent. Ta-da.

Amanda: I guess
I feel a little silly.

Drew: Oh,
please, Amanda, don’t.

Amanda: Well,
it's just that dinner's ready and if we didn't cut it now, it would've fallen.

Drew: A
soufflé? That's my favorite, really.

Sam: Yeah.
Well, I'll tell you, we can have the three plates of hors d'oeuvres for dessert.

Amanda: Well,
actually, we have 30 seconds right now if you guys want to eat them three at a
time.

Drew: Actually,
I'll tell you what -- long cocktail hours are passé, hmm?

Sam: Yeah.

Drew: You
better appreciate this, Mr. Sam.

Sam: What?

Drew: I don't
think a promising writer like your wife ever dreamed about being a housewife and
making dinner for her husband's boss.

Amanda: You
know I’m a writer?

Drew: I sure
do. I think the Fowlers are a very talented family.

Sam: Hmm. Well,
you should see Alli. She's finishing that sonata she was working on.

Drew: Yes,
please. You know, Sam, once my dad was trying to teach me how to drive a car.
Everything went wrong. I mean, I really loved my dad and we got along great, but
I got so nervous and he got upset. It was just a disaster. He made me stop the
car in an intersection and get out.

Sam: Yeah?

Drew: What I’m
trying to say is that some situations just never work out. Maybe the fact that
-- well, you and Mac -- you might not ever be able to work together.

Amanda: I
didn't know you knew about that.

Drew: Well, I
know a lot about you two, all of it good.

Singer: Ooh,
things are gettin' real funky

Josie’s voice:
I'm going to have a place like this someday, no matter what it takes.

Matt: Great.

Singer: And
it's not the skunks that are stinkin'

Matt: Great.

Singer: It's
the stinkin' lies you tell

Josie: Matt?

Matt: What?

Josie: I -- I
heard the music. It sounds great. Who is that?

Matt: Aren't
you supposed to be watching Alli?

Josie: No,
she's asleep.

Matt: She's
asleep? Well, thanks a lot for telling me she's asleep.

[Music turns
off]

Josie: You
don't have to turn it down. Alli can sleep through anything. Wow, this is a
great room.

Matt: Yeah,
real expensive, huh?

Josie: What?

Matt: I heard
you talking to Amanda. You know, she's 19 years old, she's got a baby! She's
scared to death that she's going to screw things up for Sam tonight, and all you
can think about is that she's rich!

Josie: I didn't
say that.

Matt: Oh -- oh,
she doesn't have a care in the world because she's a Cory, right?

Josie: What's
gotten into you?

Matt: Look, I
was born in this rich family! But my real dad -- he's not rich. He's just a
normal guy. You know, this is all just an accident right here.

Josie: Oh,
yeah? Well, it's a pretty nice accident.

Matt: Yeah, but
my real friends, my real ones -- they're the ones that can see that I’m just a
normal guy, too.

Josie: Yeah,
with a jeep and a maid and a chauffeur.

Matt: See,
that's exactly what I’m talking about! What if I said that -- decided that you
were just some dumb farm girl just because you lived on the farm? It's the exact
same thing!

Josie: All I
said was that I liked nice things.

Matt: Yeah,
yeah, and you would do anything to get them -- anything to get them! I was
beginning to think that you were all right.

Josie: Oh.
Well, wouldn't that just be the living end if the wonderful Matthew Cory thought
I was acceptable!

Matt: No, see,
I didn't say that.

Josie: Maybe --
maybe you don't want to be a rich kid, maybe it's too much for your sensitive
soul. But I don't see you giving any of it away, so you just keep your mouth
shut until you know what you're talking about!

Cass: And you
waited for Nicole to leave. She's right, you won't even talk to her.

Nora: She
doesn't want to talk to me.

Cass: Well, you
know, if you'd let her see you, I'm sure that that would change very quickly.

Nora: Perhaps,
but I have no need to talk to her.

Cass: She could
help you.

Nora: I don't
need her help.

Cass: No? Are
you sure you weren't listening to that conversation? You heard what she found
out, didn't you?

Nora: No. I
heard nothing. I only come when you call.

Cass: Oh, now,
that's not true.

Nora: Well,
maybe not out loud, but you've always called me.

Cass: Well,
anyway, Nora, I have to ask you something. Max -- did he have an alias? Now,
don't laugh at me. We think that maybe he's not using that name anymore.

Nora: Why would
you need an alias?

Cass: I don't
know. I'm trying to figure out why none of this makes any sense, why we can't
find anybody around here by the name of Max. Max -- what a dumb name. Who on
earth would name their poor, innocent newborn baby Max? "Koochie-koochie-coo,
Max."

Nora: Well,
your parents didn't name you Max.

Cass: I mean,
maybe if you're Steven Spielberg or Dustin Hoffman, you could afford to get away
with it. My parents didn't name me Max?

Nora: No, it
was your nickname. You gave it to yourself because you hated your given name.

Cass: And
didn't it ever occur to you to tell me this before?

Nora: Why?

Cass: Oh, never
mind. Could you tell me what my given name was?

Nora: Nelson.
Nelson Maxwell.

Cass: Yeah!
Yes! Whoo! You are a very beautiful ghost.

Nora: I prefer
spirit.

Cass: Yes,
well, I could use some of those right now. I think we're getting very close to a
celebration. Whoo!

[Cass whistles]

Josie: Oh,
Alli, what am I going to do? I blew it. He made me mad, and I acted like a total
-- a word I hope you never use. He just doesn't understand. I do think a lot
about having money. But if he was the poorest guy in the whole world, I'd still
feel the same way about him.

Josie: Party
phone? This is Riviera. I want to charge this to my home number. 555-6776.
Thanks. Hi, everybody, it's Riviera.

Matt: Riviera?
Man, I was hoping you'd call in.

Josie: I'm glad
you're on the line, too.

Road warrior:
Get them -- it's like old home week.

Matt: Road
warrior, that you?

Road warrior: I
don't feel like talking.

Josie: I guess
everybody’s bummed out tonight.

Woman: Well,
why not, it's Friday night and we're on the phone.

Matt: Riviera,
listen to me for a minute.

Josie: Ok.

Matt: Do you
ever wish you didn't have money?

Road warrior:
Whoa, I think maybe the heats gotten to the Captain.

Josie: I don't
know. I guess so.

Matt: It's just
-- I mean, you meet someone and you think they're friends, and then they just
want you to do something for them.

Josie: Well,
maybe it just seems that way. Maybe it's not true at all. Just because someone
wants something doesn't mean they expect to get it from you. I mean, anyone who
knows you wants to be your friend.

Road warrior: A
cola and some aspirin. Hey, man, don't worry about me. I'm not high.

Josie: I don't
believe you.

Road warrior:
I'm not high. I'm flying. I'm flying into the light. Me and black beauty are
flying into the light.

Man: He's
crazy. That's speed.

Matt: Wait,
wait, wait, listen to me. How many did you take?

Road warrior:
How many does it take?

Matt: For what?

Road warrior:
To fly into the light.

Josie: What do
you mean?

Road warrior:
That's what they say. You just go into the light. So long. Don't run up your
phone bill.

Matt: Wait,
wait --

Matt and Josie:
Don't hang up!

Road warrior:
I'm flying now. I'm going. Bye.

Matt: Wait,
wait, would you listen to me? Don't hang up! Don't --

[Click]

Josie: He hung
up. What did he mean, "Going into the light?"

Man: This is
the monitor. I'm going to trace the call now. We need to send an ambulance right
away. Do any of you have a clue to where we might find him?

Woman: No, I
have no idea.

Matt: We'd
better find him, and fast.

Drew: I've
never had lemon peppermint mousse before. It's wonderful.

Sam: Yes, it
is. Everything turned out perfect.

Amanda: It did,
didn't it?

Drew: You know,
I've been eating in restaurants a lot lately. This is a real treat.

Amanda: Well,
good. I'm glad.

Drew: Tell you
what, Sam.

Sam: Mm-hmm?

Drew: I'll give
you a promotion every three months if you promise to bring me home for dinner.

Sam: You got a
deal.

Amanda: Six
months. I need time to learn how to make something new.

Drew: You know,
I'm looking forward to working with you, Sam. I think this association is going
to be profitable for the both of us.

Sam: Yeah. I'm
kind of glad you came to Bay City, too.

Drew: Yeah, me,
too. I'm feeling more comfortable all the time.

Amanda: Have
you met anyone yet?

Drew: Yeah. I
know Nicole Love. I've known her for a long time.

Amanda: We know
her, too.

Drew: And a guy
named Mitch Blake.

Sam: You're
kidding!

Drew: No, why?

Sam: Well, he's
my brother.

Drew: But your
last name's --

Sam: We're
half-brothers.

Drew: Well,
isn't that a coincidence?

Amanda: Hmm.
You know, this is really hard to believe. A little while ago we were so
desperate, and then you come along with the job --

Sam: Ahem.
Amanda, I was playing hard to get.

Amanda: Oh. I
mean, Sam was turning down offers left and right.

Drew: That's
ok. That's all right. I would have hired Sam under any circumstances.

Amanda: Well,
now it turns out that you know Nicole and Mitch. It's almost like we're friends.

Drew: I hope I
can be a good friend to both of you. I've got another idea. How about a toast --
Amanda. To the future and to friends.

Mac: Marsten!
What are you doing here?

Amanda: Daddy,
what are you doing? This is Mr. Marsten.

Mac: I know
very well who it is -- Drew Marsten.

Rachel: Don't
tell me this is Sam’s new boss.

Drew: That's
right.

Sam: Whoa, wait
a second. There's something going on here that we don't know about. What is it?

Mac: This man
is orchestrating the takeover of Cory Publishing.

Amanda: What?

Sam: And you
didn't see fit to tell me that?

Drew: Sam, this
has nothing to do with why I hired you.

Amanda: I don't
believe this.

Rachel: Neither
do I.

Mac: I want you
out of here now.

Drew: Well,
under the circumstances, I guess maybe that would be the best idea.

Sam: Wait a
minute. Before you leave, I want you to know something. If I’d known that you
were behind this takeover attempt, I would never have taken this job.

Drew: Does that
mean you no longer want the job, Sam?

Sam: Yes,
basically, that's about it. Yes.

Drew: Let me
make something perfectly clear to you. I've given you a large holding fee and
you've signed a contract. Now, I intend to hold you to it.

Mac: You can't
do that.

Sam: You can't
make me work against my will.

Drew: No,
that's right, I can’t. But I can keep you from working for anyone else. As
Amanda said, you are desperate.

Rachel: No
they're not.

Drew: We'll
see. Amanda, thank you very much for dinner. It was lovely. Good night,
everyone.

Mac: He can't
do that, Sam. No matter what he says, he can't keep you from working elsewhere.

Rachel: Sam,
you didn't even know who he was. The contract can't be valid.

Amanda: What
are we going to do?

Mac: Well, it's
very simple. Sam will write a formal letter of resignation, and then we'll hire
a lawyer. Right, Sam?

Matt: Wait a
minute; he said he liked to hang out at the mill.

Josie: Yeah,
but he was on the phone. He must have been home.

Matt: Ok, I
think we should just wait for the trace.

Man: Maybe he
was just, you know, goofing around.

Matt: No, no,
no, it doesn't matter. You don't talk like that unless you're in trouble.

Josie: What did
he mean, "Going into the light"?

Man: This is
the monitor again. We traced the number. It was a pay phone.

Matt: Where?
What part of town?

Man: They don't
know yet. They're checking.

Matt: I'm
going.

Josie: To the
mill?

Matt: Yeah.

Josie: I'll
meet you there.

Josie: Where's
Hilda?

Matt: Look, I
got to get out of here!

Josie: This is
important!

Matt: Look, a
kid is in the process of killing himself. Now, you can find Hilda by yourself!

Josie: What?
Wait! Wait!

Matt: I can't!

Josie: I took
first aid in L.A.

Matt: Well,
then move! Come on!

Josie: I got to
find Hilda first.

Matt: Look, I'm
going to get my car. If you're not out in front when I go by, I’m leaving.

Josie: Right!
Matt is Captain Cool?

Chris: Oh, you
are such a big boy. You ate almost all that food. About 50% went into your
mouth.

Mikey: Yeah.

Chris: Oh,
look. Here's your green ball. Here's your dinosaurs. Now, I want you to stay
here and play with these, and I’ll be right back. I'll go get those blocks, and
we are going to construct something. Oh, are you going to help me get the
blocks? Good. You get those and take it over there, and I’ll be right back. Let
me get the others. Oh, finally, I get to be a construction worker, even if it is
indoors. For heaven's sake --

Cass: And it
doesn't even occur to her to tell us that his name is Nelson Maxwell?

Nicole: Cass,
calm down.

Cass: Calm
down? The day this whole thing happened, we were talking to Nelson. I mean, this
whole thing could have been wrapped up just like that. You have any idea what
I’ve been through?

Nicole: I'm
sure you'll tell me.

Cass: You know,
I had a feeling about this guy the minute I laid eyes on him. He had an aura of
sadness, of something unfulfilled.

Nicole: You
thought he was a totally innocuous antique dealer and tried to get the best
price you could on that locket.

Cass: Well,
just because he had an aura of sadness doesn't mean I have to throw my money
away. It's kind of unbelievable. It's almost all over.

Nicole: Oh, I
don't know.

Cass: Wait till
he finds out what really happened to Nora.

Nicole: Cass,
we can't be sure about anything.

Cass: Nelson,
are you here? Nelson?

Nicole: Well,
he must be here. The door was open.

Cass: You know,
this is going to be a little hard to explain.

Nicole:
Somewhat.

Cass: But once
we get past the word "ghost" -- ghost, it'll all be downhill from there. Nelson?
Oh, Mr. Maxwell?

Woman: Nelson?
Uncle Nelson? What are you doing here?

Cass: Well,
we're looking for Nelson, also. We have news for him.

Woman: Well, I
don't know where he is. I've been looking all over for him.

Nicole: You
seem so upset.

Woman: I told
you I can't find him. He wanders off like this, and he's not in good health.

Nicole: Oh,
well, surely he'll be all right.

Woman: I don't
know. The past two weeks --

Nicole: Well,
but I just saw him earlier this evening, and he was fine.

Woman: Earlier
this evening? Then you're the last one to have seen him.

Cass: Now, wait
just a second.

Woman: As a
matter of fact, this is all beginning to make sense. He hasn't been himself
since the two of you showed up.

Cass: That's
ridiculous.

Woman: And now
you're after him again. As a matter of fact, I’ve got an idea. Why don't you
tell me the news you're going to tell him?

Sam: Honey,
don't do that. Do it later, ok?

Amanda: It's
ok. Look, try to understand. This is a real shock to us.

Mac: Of course.
Sam, I wasn't trying to railroad you into a decision of any kind.

Rachel: What
are you talking about? What kind of a decision? He can't possibly go on working
with that man.

Amanda: Mom.

Mac: Maybe we
should go, Rachel.

Sam: No. Look,
it's ok. I -- I just kind of feel like a jerk.

Amanda: How
could you feel like a jerk?

Sam: Well, he
threw out the bait, I took it, and he just reeled me in.

Rachel: Not
very many people knew about Marsten.

Sam: Yeah. But
all that stuff about talent --

Amanda: You are
talented.

Mac: That's
right. I know it, Marsten knows it.

Rachel: I mean,
how that man could assume that Sam wouldn't find out who he was or that he'd
keep the job after he found out -- it's ridiculous.